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Short Jobs poem by chris bowen| Details |

slow ended

problematic course
to pursue poetry jobs
they think your a slob


Short Jobs poem by jack horne| Details |

Unemployed Old Men

unemployed old men
waiting for winter to come
Santa jobs again


Short Jobs poem by Edward Orozco| Details |

O' de Bautista Alberto

A hard working soul
Three jobs at a time took toll
Yet he lives in joy


Short Jobs poem by Cathy Ncube| Details |

jobless claims

congressmen claim they’re
working for our happiness
while we crave for JOBS!


Short Jobs poem by Sekitto kisakye| Details |

WORK FOR YOUR CHANCE

If you get a chance,
to get a good job,
try to work hard.
Because today's jobs;
are really very scarce.


Short Jobs poem by Victoria Anderson-Throop| Details |

SOUL SNATCHING JOBS

SOUL SNATCHING JOBS

Tall Power forks pray-full tongues

Chews the tender will

Gnaws bones of  fragile spirits


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

DON'T BE A PROP

don't just there
be awhere
show you care
be aware
that your jobs  is odds
that it s your crop
DON''T BE JUST A
PROP


Short Jobs poem by Doris Culverhouse| Details |

Postal Humor

Why do postal workers have a hard time changing jobs??


They are always thinking "In the box... In the box... In the box!!"


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

POTATOES SODA AND CHIP

my jobs very odd
when money is low
i send to the store
cause it quick
don't have to fixs
i get me
POTATAOES   SODA  AND CHIPS


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

MOUTH WAS SMOKEING

on the way to work
the cold i was alert
its not odd
on the way to the jobs
am not joking
as i was poking
my
MOUTH WAS SMOKING


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

LUNCH BUNCH

we chip in
with a grim
we all or jobs friends
some had to go
to the local store
it was time to munch
this was the
LUNCH BUNCH


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

COED WORKER

its odd
like my jobs
i won't strav
life smooth as lard
some i  work is like this
they don't fit
or real jerker
my
COED WORKER


Short Jobs poem by John Weber| Details |

The Alias Administration

Yes we can beg for tomorrow
since banks steal cash then won't borrow
to stimulate jobs
while Obama robs
one job for Barry Soetoro.


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

WOMEN ON THE GO

theyer of every race
and every face
from here and there 
and everywhere 
some there jobs odd
sucess what is about
they no
WOMEN ON THE GO


Short Jobs poem by Justin Keyser| Details |

The Sting

Youth
fledgling, callow
generation rising, aging, accepting
cars, jobs, regrets, pains
secluding, denying, resenting
tolerating, unaccepting
adulthood


Short Jobs poem by RAINER LOVEIAM| Details |

The admission process

China is becoming
A member of the European Union
So they can bail everyone out
All the good jobs
Will be taken
By Chinese immigrants
Mostly from Tibet


Short Jobs poem by Mitch White| Details |

Public Announcement

Despairing all the popular belief
We are working for your relief
Creating millions of jobs
To pacify all you slobs
Oh, and don't believe what you read


Short Jobs poem by Doris Culverhouse| Details |

Exact sounds but different II

Higher power
Hire power

Lost jobs
Job lost

Feet stink
Stinking feats

Their strength
Strong there

Here dogs
Dogs hear

High wave
Wave Hi!


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

CASEWORKER

there are jerks
where i work
so am alert
thing has to be done
its no fun 
my jobs 
is odd
it under my belt
to give help
so am sreacher
and a
CASEWORKER


Short Jobs poem by Atef Ayadi| Details |

Three Job Opportunity Openings

Army,
Church,
And
Jail.
Three jobs
Are posted
Every day,
Every week,
On TV,
News papers,
Wall ads,
On Fairs.
Three manufactures
For packing 
Death.


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

AM BLACK

 i admit this
it excist
its a fact and the cards or stack
am odd have a good jobs
i don't starve
life not smooth as lard
 my corlor still on the rack
AM BLACK


Short Jobs poem by Francine Roberts| Details |

Don't trust the Smile

The boss has a smile all pearly white,
When we see it, it gives us a fright.
We know he's found something new
On top of our jobs, to do.
I bet he sits up plotting all night.


Short Jobs poem by Christy Hardy| Details |

Moan, Moan, Moan

When will the lights come on,
people wake up,
too much is wrong,
digging our own rut,
giving up our home,
jobs being cut,
picking our bones,
kick in the gut,
moan, moan, moan.


Short Jobs poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details |

WE NEED EACH OTHERS

its a new  day
think too those who made away
now we all have some say
 tho some us or odd
we work the jobs
 as sister and brother not corlor
or race or face
WE NEED EACH OTHERS


Short Jobs poem by Elizabeth O'Driscoll| Details |

Nobody is born bad

Nobody is born bad
War
Poverty
Homelessness
Lack of love
Lack of compassion
Lack of education
Lack of jobs
And lack of care
Drives people to take desperate measures to survive


Short Jobs poem by reyhan yucebay| Details |

We will survive

We will survive   
Put a hot soup to table
No jobs to find yet  still hope

We will survive
Get me a job 
Save my kids

We will survive
Poverty will become history
Our shame to work on 



Short Jobs poem by Dalila Agtani| Details |

BARACK OBAMA


Our beloved 44th President, Barack Obama He talks with Michelle in pajama: “Michelle, help me promote jobs and US businesses” She answered: “Your pajama, Barack, is made in the Philippines!”


Short Jobs poem by Carolyn Devonshire| Details |

Unmasked

You won my vote with promises of peace

And vows to save our homes as jobs increased

     Special interests intervened

     Your slate seems no longer clean

Your mask falls, reveals the head of the beast


Short Jobs poem by Alyssa Rinker| Details |

Fear

Bloody tears
Double fears
Things you hate but have to face..
Love Kills Drugs Heal
Things that happen but you can't explain,
Triple Jobs Lovers Lost,
If you make the right desion
You'll only have to face one....


Short Jobs poem by faleshia murphy| Details |

I LOVE MY ABC's

A 
Boy 
Can 
Do 
Everything 
Fine
Girls 
Have 
Important 
Jobs
Kind 
Loving
Mothers 
Nannies
Outstanding 
Personalities 
Quiet 
Respectful
Souls
Truly 
Unique
Visions
With 
Xcellent 
Yielding 
Zones


Short Jobs poem by Tim Smith| Details |

Pain Train

Death
Destruction
Debauchery
The gangs have no remorse
don't get in their way or 
you will become a statistic
They don't fear the police and
flourish in prison
How can they change
Is there a way
Education
Jobs
Religion


Short Jobs poem by shirin neshat| Details |

jobs?

Why do some people don't do there jobs?
It makes me angry, 
I have to literally tell them,
Their job descriptions,
Which is embracing,
Why is that?
Are they lazy?
Are they not trained well?
Why did they got hired for?
 



Short Jobs poem by Christy Hardy| Details |

Riding High

Those CEO'S are needing cash,
they went to Washington,
to the give me bash.
Riding high,
in their private jets,
how greedy can one get.
Save our jobs,
give us money,
hurry dummies.
Tax the poor,
we don't care,
life is not fair.


Short Jobs poem by S.Jagathsimhan Nair| Details |

Apple Light

The day Steve Jobs left
I learnt my language at a click
The digital lingo of packers
Bundling out a messy madhouse
In a swift sweep
To a new space
A  faster  light 
What use is meanings
When A is for Apple
And W is for Will.



Short Jobs poem by Christy Hardy| Details |

Our Energy Supply

Most of our energy supply,
depends on coal,
now it seems,
that's about to go.
Jobs will be lost, 
towns will fall,
unemployment will rise,
disturbing to all.
Now is the time,
we need the facts,
if we allow this,
we're really in a crack.


Short Jobs poem by craig schaber| Details |

YOU WORK YOU LEARN

I work with this girl that is not to bright. But that is aright because the more she works 
the more she learns. On our jobs we take turns we use alcohol any cut’s it will burn. But 
just for awhile we take turns so watch out for the alcohol it really burns.


Short Jobs poem by Steve Eng| Details |

Used Up

The painter in his cap sits there
On a front porch chair,
And no one asks him to paint—
“He drinks,” is their complaint.

There was a time he got those jobs,
Now the liquor slowly robs
His reputation till it goes—
But still he wears those painter-clothes.


Short Jobs poem by Steve Eng| Details |

Used Up


The painter in his cap sits there
On a front porch chair,
And no one asks him to paint—
“He drinks,” is their complaint.

There was a time he got those jobs,
Now the liquor slowly robs
His reputation till it goes—
But still he wears those painter-clothes.


Short Jobs poem by Marquis MC Mills-Cooper| Details |

Doe

She scurries through
the forest, moving
here and there

Providing food and
shelter for her fawns
showing them she cares

A while ago
the father left,
upped and disappeared

And now the mother
does both jobs; a
doe, a female deer

Written in Queens, New York -Circa 1994


Short Jobs poem by Robert L. Hinshaw| Details |

Snow Job

Washington is to get a foot of snow!

   That is nothin' new as far as I know.

      I will shed no clamant tears.

         They gave us snow jobs for years!

            Methinks that a pertinent quid pro quo!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved


Short Jobs poem by Marycile Beer| Details |

Uncle Sam We Need You

Once Mary had a little lamb
Uncle Sam gave her a hand
Helping her to expand her band
Until it filled all of her land

Now today we beg for help
For jobs, food and our health
They shrug their shoulders about our cause
Go off and make more laws

Cile Beer
August 20, 2010


Short Jobs poem by karen croft| Details |

meltdown

Too much stress
Endless dead-end jobs
Screaming ankle -biters
That want more then I can give
A tormented husband who needs to relax
How much more Lord?
I think I'm having a
M
    E
       L
          T
              D
                 O
                     W
                         N


Short Jobs poem by Duke Beaufort| Details |

oilworks

The US must generate jobs
And Petroleum Inc. wants mobs
Of workers to toil
Mining more gas and oil
But from the green future this robs

Is drilling the place to invest?
Can fossil fuel use still attest
To progress desired?
The car culture it sired
Drives Earth to a state sorely stressed


Short Jobs poem by Robert L. Hinshaw| Details |

Shuga Shoes

She was a strip dancer named Shuga Shoes,

   Who did gigs in a pub in Newport News.

      'Twas well-known she liked the sauce,

         Which did not amuse the boss!

            Of jobs she was stripped and now sings the blues!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved


Short Jobs poem by SillyBilly theKidster| Details |

TV Judges

Every time that I've been called to serve on a jury
it never ceases to sicken and amaze me.
Every judge appears to be competing to be a celebrity
like the TV Judge Brown or the TV Judge Judy.
Just do your damned jobs and perform your civil duty.
If it were within my power I'd discontinue Court TV.


Short Jobs poem by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen| Details |

Peculators

Peculators

Artfully bilk, cheat, defraud…  embezzle!
Forgetting gainful, helpful, industrious jobs.
Keeping loot maliciously nervously obtained.
Pilfering, quickly. Robbing, swindling tearlessly.
Until final judgment sends them…  Away. 

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    January 17, 2010

Poetic form: ABC


Short Jobs poem by julie heckman| Details |

Revolution Road

Everything is breaking down
Wall Street is loosing ground
searching for jobs or work
you smash the glass into dust
your dreams turn into a fog 
and we can’t live as we must
stocks, bonds, employment all
falling apart no restoration in
sight...the world demonstrates
for freedom but we are too weak
to keep up the fight.




Short Jobs poem by Tom Higgins| Details |

A Question Of Morality

Surprise! Surprise!
 Another banker lies.
The people he robs
Of their wealth and jobs,
Are left to wonder, 
to ask how they,
Have to, for years, 
To continue to pay,
Whilst the high placed
Thieves walk away,
With the fruits of their 
Deception and theft.
What does this tell 
us about our world?

Is there any morality left?


Short Jobs poem by Gary Kraidman| Details |

Pompeii

Sometimes I feel like such a jerk
To hear friends talk of long lost work
Few leave their homes
All had good jobs
From nine to five
Just working slobs
When all is really said and done
Where was real life?
Where was the fun?
So as the years now just roll by
And no one really cares a bit
To hear these has beens spew their wit.


Short Jobs poem by Jon Arno| Details |

Stop The Madness

The stores are closed
our homes for sale
we sink into the mire

The credit cards
are all maxed out
our situation dire

Our college grads
so much in debt
and many have no jobs

Our very best
who once stood proud
now work with cleaning swabs

Awake oh Giant
come to life
let's stop the madness now

We have to find
a better way
and bring us back somehow


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